The Ex-con Queen Strikes Back novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Out Of The Cage, Into Command

Leon nodded, his face serious. “We saved his life, but he’s barely hanging on, thanks to your CardioShield capsules.”

“Ms. Stone, those capsules are a game-changer,” he added, a hint of pride in his voice. “We’ve been selling them on the black market, and the billionaires can’t get enough.

“They’re going for 300 million bucks each now.”

Their car pulled up to Chestbee Hospital before he could say more.

Skylar followed Leon through a private VIP entrance, moving through clean, quiet hallways to the ICU.

There was Louis Xavier, connected to a web of tubes and monitors.

Back then, after the brutal surgery that took her baby’s life, Louis, the prison doctor, had brought her back from the edge.

Feeling sorry for her, he’d taught her everything he knew about medicine.

Skylar had learned fast, absorbing his knowledge like a sponge.

She’d always wondered why a doctor as skilled as him was stuck in a prison infirmary.

Louis had shrugged it off, mumbling something about hiding from old enemies.

Sure enough, trouble caught up with him soon after.

By then, Skylar had started building her organization.

She’d sent Leon to save Louis, making sure he was cared for here, in the best hospital money could buy.

Seeing him now, weak and tied to machines, Skylar’s heart sank.

“Sir…” she whispered, her voice breaking.

Leon stepped closer, his tone steady. “Ms. Stone, don’t worry. I’ve invested so much in this hospital, we practically own it. He’s in good hands, and he’ll make it.”

His words were interrupted by a commotion outside the ICU.

“How does the CEO of Lambert Group end up in a car crash?” a doctor’s voice rang out, full of shock. “Can they even save him?”

“Save him?” another scoffed, shaking his head. “The guy’s got a weak heart and he’s bleeding out. Not even a miracle could pull him through.”

“He’s the richest man in the country!” a third added, her voice tense. “If he dies, we’re all over X for the wrong reasons.”

“And his three sons? They’ll destroy us. Those guys are powerhouses—business tycoons, military leaders. Who’d mess with them?”

The doctors, unaware anyone was listening, kept talking as if they were alone.

The private wing and exclusive access Leon had arranged kept their visit hush-hush.

One doctor, a woman with a sharp tone, huffed. “Just hook him up to a ventilator and call it quits. He’s done for anyway.”

She lowered her voice, sneaky. “Besides, rich families like that? Total drama. I bet his sons are secretly hoping the old man kicks the bucket early—”

Her words were cut off by a sharp laugh.

“That’s a hot take, doc,” Skylar said, stepping out of the ICU, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Tell me, where are your parents?

“If they’re ever on their deathbed, should we just plug them into a machine and walk away?”

Skylar’s eyes scanned the group, cold and piercing, silencing them instantly.

The doctors froze, shrinking under her stare.

The doctor’s face turned red, then pale, her attitude flaring.

“Who do you think you are, spying on us?” she snapped, hands on her hips. “We’re professionals discussing a case. What are you, some patient’s nosy family member with no manners?”

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